Quotes from George R.R. Martin

I will not deny that Bael's exploit inspired mine own . . . but I did not steal either of your sisters that I recall. Bael wrote his own songs, and lived them. I only sing the songs that better men have made.

A small victory, he thought, but sweet.

We have won a battle, not a war

Slavery is not the same as rain," she insisted. "I have been rained on and I have been sold. It is not the same. No man wants to be owned.

Lord Petyr," Ned called after him. "I … am grateful for your help. Perhaps I was wrong to distrust you." Littlefinger fingered his small pointed beard. "You are slow to learn, Lord Eddard. Distrusting me was the wisest thing you've done since you climbed down off your horse.

Our enemies leave our bodies for the crows and the wolves. Our friends bury us in secret graves.

Bastard children were born from lust and lies, men said; their nature was wanton and treacherous." — Jon Snow

A man must know how to look before he can hope to see.

Quentyn Martell almost laughed aloud. The gods are mad.

A queen must listen to all," she reminded him. "The highborn and the low, the strong and the weak, the noble and the venal. One voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found.

Look or be devoured.

He may not look as tall or strong as some, but he is worth more than all of them." - Lysa

The little man gave the big one a look. One of his eyes was green, one was black, and both were cool.

I have more concern for my nephew's welfare than for Lannister pride.

If life was worthless, what was death?

You don't feel your wounds then, or the ache in your back from the weight of the armor, or the sweat running down into your eyes. You stop feeling, you stop thinking, you stop being you, there is only the fight, the foe, this man and then the next and the next and the next, and you know they are afraid and tired but you're not, you're alive, and death is all around you but their swords move so slowly, you can dance through them laughing." Battle fever.

Every boy dreams of serving in the Kingsguard.

Septa Mordane said boar hunting was not for ladies, and Mother only promised that when she was older she might have her own hawk. She was older now, but if she had a hawk she'd eat it. -Arya Stark

Too much light can hurt the eyes, my friend, and fire burns.

Nothing tarnishes a hero as much as failure.

Does this mud look like shit to you? Could it be that this whole hill is made of Craster"s shit?" Jon smiled. "Well, I hear he's been here a long time," ...

You know the best thing about heroes, Jaime? They all die young and leave more women for the rest of us.

Faith is like porridge. Better with milk and honey.

The worst ones always live.